"You''re the birthday girl. How do you want your steak cooked?" Hugh lifted a finger, and in an instant, someone stepped forward with the lunch menu.


    Formalities could wait. What mattered most was making sure Serena didn''t go hungry.


    Serena blinked in surprise. So, was this what it means to act like Hugh?


    She was used to ying by the rules in business-efficient, courteous, and always in control. But Hugh''s casual indulgence was starting to wear off on her. She could feel something inside her loosening.


    "In that case... swap the hot cocoa for red wine. And... May I add foie gras to the order?"


    Hugh watched her grow morefortable and more at ease while making requests. The frost in his eyes melted just a little.


    He handed her the menu with a faint smile. "Seafood risotto sounds good too."


    "Carbs will just make you sleepier. I still n on staying up a while," Serena said, castin